Petshark: Talking Stick
Entries with the tag: fan
This is going to be long. It is, after all, the end of the Sharks’ 2012 playoff run.
Hands shaking. Why? I’m not even watching the game live. This has all happened before, it has literally happened already, I am watching on delay because I am that paranoid. Still with the hands shaking.
Before the game, Boyle said that no one outside the room believed they could do it. That was a dagger.
Why is a win so important to me? I won’t lose pay if the Sharks don’t come back to play another day. Hell, I might get more paid work done if this is over.
I guess Couture had a talk with the puck ambassador. It was as if the puck leaped in his direction, first chance it got, full of apologies for the rude behavior of its Edmonton kin. This resulted in a very early lead for the Sharks.
Drew mentions that Galiardi “got comfortable” with his new team very quickly. That reminds me that, in my histrionics about losing a young dragon when McGinn was traded, it took me a while to notice that Galiardi was also born in the Year of the Dragon.
The thing I miss most while watching games on delay is the company of fellow fans online. I could go to a bar for real life company too, but then I would be watching it in real time which I don’t want to do since the Sharks won last time I watched with a healthy delay.
I didn’t watch the game (live). I didn’t write about the Sharks on game day. I did not expect a win, I did not let myself think the thought “they are winning” during the game. I did not visualize the puck flying past the Sharks’ goalie. I reverted to all the anti-jinx rules I made for myself years ago. I forgot one: to think nice thoughts about the other team’s goalie. It’s been a while, I’m out of practice.
I was not alone in my antics. Before the game, I watched other fans hatch a plan on Twitter to try and change things up. They agreed to wear fan gear for other teams. It wasn’t random gear, it was all gear they had anyway because they liked players who were no longer on “their” team. I think the sincerity behind having the gear must be an important component. You can’t distract the fates by waving new colors in their faces. You have to really care to divert their attention away.
You know how those stories about Greek gods always involve or imply the torment and suffering of mortals? That’s what being a fan is like sometimes. Even though the players are doing the hard work, the bleeding and breaking and rushing about, we spectators watch and hope our fragile little village will be spared by the storm. So it has to be a good thing to have a guy named Zus on the team. No way your church tower gets blown over by the western wind storm of the century, not with Zus on your side.
I heard a lot about those perilous high winds, but they never came to my neighborhood. If I really thought this was connected to my NHL team allegiance, I would have to build a shrine or something. Surely it isn’t just Michal Handzus making things happen or not happen. Surely he must have some help.